In silence stands my heart, a rooted tree, with branches stretching wide, yet none to see. The whispers of the wind my only friend, loneliness my shade that won’t quite bend. I watch the flowers in color bright, they sway in laughter light and free I wish for friends around yet my roots run deep Anxiety spreads around, roots of worry twist beneath the ground I long to be heard, to not be alone But I stand by myself watching the flowers blossom and grow
I better get an A for this English project lol.
